Iris's eyes lit up with excitement as she spotted the old house, recognizing it instantly. Her heart quickened with a mix of anticipation and relief, seeing that it was completely intact despite the chaos that had befallen the surrounding area.
The duo picked up their pace, their footsteps quickening as they approached the house. The closer they got, the more Iris's emotions swirled inside her. She had been so worried about what they might find—or not find—but now, standing just a few steps from the door, she allowed herself a glimmer of hope.
They arrived at the front door, which was shut tight from the inside. Iris hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering over the wood as a flood of memories and fears rushed through her. What if they weren't inside? What if something had happened to them?
Her heart felt like it was stuck in her throat, pounding with anticipation and fear. But she forced herself to move, to act, to find out the truth that waited just beyond the door.
